Rae gave a long, low whistle. She recalled the room well enough, but what few changes Georgie had made for this second -- and much longer -- of Rae's visits were much appreciated. She glanced into one of the mirrors, a small smile curving her lips. She ran a hand through her hair, working out a tangle from one long lock. Then her gaze fell to Georgie, her brow rising slowly as she took in her markedly flattering change of clothes.
"I didn't come prepared," Rae said, laughing softly. But her lack of preparation hardly gave her pause. She pulled her shirt off over her head, dropping it to the floor. She peeled her jeans off as she moved to the side of the tub. Her plain black bra and navy boy shorts were unimpressive compared to her host's flashy attire, but they would do. She plucked the second glass from where it sat, taking a long sip before stepping into the tub.
"You do know how to make a lady feel welcome," she said. She sank under the water, her legs sliding over Georgie's as she settled comfortably in. "And can I just say, it is so nice to be out of that goddamn Leave it to Beaver episode."